🌹MY SAVIOUR 🌹

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The man was staring at him and type didn't like it one bit

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The man was staring at him and type didn't like it one bit. He was searching his face like there was something on it. He tried wiping his face, but it only made the man stare more intensely as he swallowed his siliver. What did this action mean.
So he did the only thing he could do.

"Hi, I am Type, what is your name"said Type. But the man didn't answer, he just kept staring.
Type moves alittle closer to the man looking at him. Maybe he is from somewhere else and doesn't understand what I am saying. Its better to ask anyway.

"Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth? "asked Type. Again the man only nodded.
Maybe he had a concussion.
Type placed his hand on the man's forehead to check if he was running a temperature, but he was not, his temperature was okay. Maybe alittle low. But that maybe because of the air conditioner.
He was about to pull his hands away when the man grab his hand without a warning and seemed to want to pull him over.
But Type acted without thinking. And the next thing he knew, he had the man's hand twisted behind his back.

Tharn was in pain. His hands were currently restricted behind his back. This beautiful man was fast.

Okay, tharn get your head out of the gutter. His calmed his eractic breathing heart, before he spoke for the first time.

"My name is tharn Kongpob. I am from a community far away from here. So can you please let go of me, I was only trying to shake the hands of my saviour. I didn't mean to attack you or anything like that. " said tharn.

Type realising that ,yes indeed, whoever this man was ,could understand him,the knowledge made him happy, as he released his grip on his hands.

Type took a chair and sat close to the bed.

"I think we should start again, hello my name Is Type,and you are? "asked type.

"I am Tharn, it's nice to meet you "said tharn has he stretched out his hand for an handshake. Buy Type did not take it, he just stared curiosly at the man.
Why was he stretching his hand towards him again. Dose he want Type to actually break them.

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